Kidnapped and Rejected – The Return of Alpha’s Luna by Moon Claw

Chapter 123

There was a ringing silence in the room. Both Janet and Andre were shocked.

“Are you crazy?” Andre gasped, “You can’t kill Danton! Not that I want him alive or anything… You just

won’t be able to kill him! It is impossible!”

Daran snorted, “Why? Is he immortal like Lance?”

“No. But he is a General, a bit shot in this city! Always surrounded by plenty of guards. Killing him is an

impossible task.”

“I have killed thousands of rogues. And there are more soldiers on the battlefield than here. So nothing

is impossible,” Daran said with an offhand tone.

He turned to look at Janet, “What do you think?”

Janet slowly shook her head in awe.

Killing Danton had never crossed her mind.

Because they were under Lance’s watch. Keeping a low profile had always been their top priority.

Murdering the Rogue King’s general was definitely high profile.

Yet…on the contrary…

If they could have this thing done quietly, without causing any attention, it certainly worked to their

advantage.

Andre would be free from Danton’s torment, permanently.

Lance would lose a great help.

And on top of that, she hated that bastard. It would be fucking awesome to cut his throat open.

Thinking about that, Janet stretched her mouth into a grin and said briskly, “Yeah, I am on board. Let us

do this.”

They looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

“Fuck…God. You are crazy. The both of you!” NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Andre groaned, pulling his own hair in frustration.

“If you fail and this thing gets exposed, Danton and the Rogue King will toss me into a fucking oven and

roast me to death!”

Janet ignored the freaking-out kid and looked at Daran.

“But this thing has to go quietly,” she said. “We need to find a time when he is alûne. And it needs to be

clean so that no trace can lead back to us.”

Daran nodded, “How about we kill him in his sleep?”

“Nah.”

Andre chimed in and said, “He never sleeps alone. Always has a mistress in his bed to keep him

company. And his guards stayed in the room when he sleeps, keeping a close watch on him.”

Janet rolled his eyes.

What a fucking coward.

This prick looked nothing like a general.

“It is better if we can make it seem like a suicide instead of murder,” Daran

pondered. “If it is a suicide, Lance won’t look too much into it. Our hands will be cleaned.”

Janet let out a sarcastic laugh, “Danton doesn’t look like a guy with suicidal intent. He is too busy

making other people want to kill themselves.”

A short silence fell upon them.

Everyone was working their brain, thinking about how to complete this seemingly impossible task.

“Actually…I have an idea.”

Andre broke the silence and raised his head up to look at Janet and Daran.

“There is a perfect time and location for you to do that.”

“Go ahead. We are all ears,” Janet said.

Andre gulped and said in a slightly shaky voice, “Every spring, Danton would organize hunting in the

woods. This will be an exclusive event and only a few of his friends will be invited…”

Janet nodded.

Hunting was a common social event for werewolves.

Back in Riverside Pack and Blood Moon Pack, they often organized hunting, especially in hunting

seasons like spring and fall.

“Sure. We can fake an accident and kill Danton during the hunting. But it is not going to be easy.”

Janet said with a frown.

“Danton will be surrounded by more people during an event like that. Plus, the hunting takes place in

bright daylight. Bad timing for a clean assassin.”

If they were back in their own packs and they had the man source, Janet was confident that they could

fake an accident.

But here?

She was not so sure.

Andre shook his head, “No. You got me wrong. I am not asking you to kill him during the hunting…I am

talking about-afterward.”

He took in a deep breath and a disgusted look appeared on his face, as though some nasty memories

just came to his mind.

“The highlight of this event is not hunting itself, but the afterparty,” Andre said with a revolted tone.

“After the daytime hunting, they will camp out in the woods, build tents, and stay the night. Because it is

so far away from the city, the public’s eyes, will…go crazy. A carnival, a fucking boarish and goaty one.”

Janet frowned.

Her stomach swirled in disgust.

“How crazy are we talking about here?” she asked.

“Very.”

Andre’s jaw tightened.

“Booze, women, drugs… you name it. Danton would force the nearby peasants and hunters to bring

their female family members to this party as tributes. Not all girls can survive a horrible incident like

that…Every year when the sun rises up, we end up burying some fresh bodies.”

Janet clenched her fists with anger boiling inside of her.

“Does Lance know about this?” she hissed.

“Of course, he knows. What else do you expect?” Andre rolled his eyes. “Danton is like his best buddy.

They do all kinds of nasty things together.”

“Good to know.”

Janet gritted her teeth, a cold and merciless gleam in her eyes, “I already can’t wait for the day when I

finally kill them.”

Daran placed a hand on her shoulder, “Soon. You won’t wait for long.”

He turned to look like Andre, “But Lance won’t be at this hunting, right?”

“No. He doesn’t like to be seen with the commoners.”

“Good. And during the night, do they get their own tent?”

“Yes.” Andre nodded, “It is the one night that he doesn’t ask the guards to stay in his room.”

“Fabulous. And I already have the idea of how to kill him and fake it as a suicide…the drug,” Daran

said.

Janet’s eyes lit up, “Right. If we force him to take a lethal amount of drugs, it will kill

him. And it will seem like a drug misuse, not murder.”

A decent plan was gradually coming into shape.

Only one problem was left.

“Can we sneak into this camp area without alerting the guards?” Janet asked.

“The outside will be heavily guarded. So you need a clever way in.”

Andre paused. His eyes flickered towards Janet.

“You know…I was thinking…Those civilian daughters. If you can blend into the female tribute’s crowd,

you will have easy access to Danton’s tent-”

“NO!” Daran snapped abruptly.

Andre was startled. He shut his mouth immediately.

“Absolutely not,” Daran repeated in a stern voice.

“Why not?” Janet frowned, “It sounds logical to me.”

“Logical my ass! Do you have any idea of what kind of people are going to be there? Drunk, thirsty men

and they are all high on drugs! Have you considered the risk?!”

Janet was pissed.

She raised her volume and snarled back, “I am well aware of the danger! And don’t you forget that I am

a warrior! I can protect myself! If it is Balvina here tonight, or Maxie, will you stop them from doing

this?”

Daran clenched his fists in rage.

If it was Balvina or Maxie, he would not object to this plan.

Because he didn’t give a damn about other women.

Janet was the only woman he cared about in this world.

“You can’t stop me.”

Janet said in a serious voice, looking at Daran straight in the eyes.

“It is my battle. And I am going to fight it.”

Daran looked right back at her. Anger flickered across his eyes.

Yet there was no further objection from him.

Andre starched his head nervously and asked, “So…Have you reached a conclusion?”

Janet nodded firmly, “On the night of the hunting. We do this.”

“You bet.”

Janet went to see Andre off.

She could sense his anger.

She walked up to him and coiled her arms around his waist.

“Don’t be mad.”

She leaned her face against his back, whispering, “I just want to be there with you at every fight.”

There was a short moment of silence.

Then Daran turned around abruptly and backed her against the wall. He caught her lips hungrily.

“Why can’t you just be a normal woman for a change?”

He breathed heavily, biting her bottom lip harshly as a punishment.

“Why can’t you just let me protect you?!”

Janet wrapped her arms around his neck. She opened her mouth and welcomed his tongue in.

“…Because that is what you love about me,” she groaned. “We are fighters…We are

perfect for each other…”

11.

They fell to the bed together.

And immersed themselves in the wild passion.